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05-18-2011, 12:50 AM
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The Horet Journal
Prologue
September 1st, 1751 "Blasted Roaches. When will they ever die?" Dr. Kendin complained as he searched through his trunk. I sat at the table wondering who in gods name gave him Medicine utencils, he was the worse doctor in Tortuga and my crew brought me to him. Well thats some bloody love ain't it? "I just got here, what are you looking for?" I asked the Doctor. "What do you think? My rum!" He looked at me as if I asked the dumbest question in here. Suddenly he made a small yelp and picked a broken bottle. "My Rum!" "Can you take your mind off that Rum and find out whats wrong with me? I have been having visions of a large human looking figure with a long beard." I said impatiently, suddenly he walked out the room. A few minutes later a gypsy lady walked in the room, I didn't recognize her in her long clothes. "Oh yes, I feel the aura of the great monster within you!" She yelled and suddenly her hands flew up and formed a position, her index finger pointed at my heart. "Cut the heart out." |
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05-18-2011, 12:53 AM
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Short but pretty cool!
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05-18-2011, 01:13 AM
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05-18-2011, 06:38 AM
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What's a Horet?
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05-18-2011, 12:45 PM
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05-18-2011, 06:38 PM
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Smart... I look forward to it.
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